AUGUST 18TH
Harrys POV
TW:FIGHTING
As the girls leave, the table gets a little bit quieter. I stare down to the dancefloor and watch as they all dance around, flinging their arms and singing the song at the top of their lungs. I zone out staring down to the dance floor below us.
"What about you, harry?" JJ asks, knocking me back to reality. "Hm?" I hum, looking back over at the boys. "Drink?" He asks again, shaking around the cup in his hand making the ice clink against the glass. "Uhm, no thanks" I decline, he shrugs and walks away back to the bar.
JJ comes back with everyone else's drinks the same time all the girls come back, except Amaya. I look around behind them for her, confused. "Where's Amaya?" Simon asks, saying my thoughts out loud. "Oh some guy bought all our drinks and started flirting with her" Faith shrugs, sitting down and taking a sip of her drink. "What!?" Simon slightly yells, making everyone flinch a bit. "Don't worry, he's nice." Talia reassures him, sitting down beside him and putting her arm on his back. "He doesn't look like the guy who would drug her." Freya adds, now next to Josh.
"I got to go to the bathroom" I say suddenly, getting up and walking across the floor, pushing past all the drunk 20 something year old's and towards the hallway towards the bathroom. I release a breath I didn't know I was holding in, the unpleasant smell of B.O. hitting me again. I didn't actually need to go to the bathroom, I just needed an excuse to leave that conversation. I don't know what this feeling was, or why it was filling my body, but all I knew was it was there. Consuming me whenever she was around, when ever she was talked about, whenever I thought of her. I didn't want to accept this feeling, whatever it was it couldn't exist, not in me at least.
I sigh as I slide down the wall and plopping myself in the hallway, slightly quieter from the doors muffling the noise. I feel myself sobering up a bit, the fresh air coming through the slightly open door that leads to the alley way. I rest my head back onto the wall, closing my eyes and letting the slight chill of the breeze hit me.
As one song ends, there is about 3 seconds before the next song starts where there is silence, so silent I can hear the wind outside, weirdly silent for a club. Incredibly silent I can hear the muffled voices of the people outside, the one voice catching my attention.
is that-
amaya.
In those 3 seconds I hear a quiet plea, and a loud crash. I jump up to my feet, not even 100% sure that it was Amaya, but even the thought of her being hurt enrages me, not completely sure why but that was a issue for future me, present me needs to help Amaya.
I burst though the door and my head whips around as fast as a bullet, trying to find the girl that plea came from. It takes me a split second before I see a man standing over a girl, a girl who's knocked out, a girl in a blue sparkly dress who's knocked out.
Amaya. Amaya knocked out.
My body almost physically shakes from anger. I rush over to the scene and grab the man by the back of the shirt, twisting my body and slamming him onto the concrete floor, almost the same way I can imagine he did to Amaya. Before he has time to react I'm placing my heel to his stomach, kicking a good three to four times so he's super winded. I then stand over him and get on my knees, placing my legs on either side of him before bashing his face in with my fist, over and over again. Blood is flying from the impacts, probably a mix of his and a little bit of mine.
I keep going, punching and kicking, my anger seeping out of me with each impact. I feel a hand on my shoulder but I don't stop. Who does this guy think he is? Touching her, talking to her, even breathing the same air as her. He is completely unresponsive but I don't give a fuck, treating him like a human punching bag, letting all my anger out until I'm standing above his body, blood everywhere. My breaths rapid and deep, my glare never leaving him, making sure he would never come near her again.
"Harry!" I barely hear my name over my thoughts. I turn around and see Simon, Ethan, and JJ staring at me, total shock filling their faces. I stay silent, my eyes redirecting to Amaya, who's having her skirt being done back up by Faith, while Talia is shaking her, trying to get her to wake up. My mind races a thousand miles a minute, all of my thoughts having a similar topic, her.
"What the fuck happened?" JJ yells, his eyes flickering between me and the lifeless excuse of a man laying on the floor, half dead. "I- Uh" My mind now blanking, what the fuck did happen? I look behind him, seeing the rest of our friends at the doorway, staring at me in shock while Freya runs over to Amaya, asking Talia how she can help.
"Call an ambulance." Is all I say before rushing over to Amaya. As soon a I walk up to her, the three girls back up. I scoop her up in my arms and hold her close, her limbs dangling like cooked spaghetti. When I turn back around I see Simon on the phone and I signal him to follow me. "Everyone else, go home. She's going to the hospital" I spat, not giving anyone time to protest before walking up to the front, Simon and Talia following closely behind.
We reach the front of the club and I sit down on a bench, still cradling her. Simon and Talia sit beside me, Amaya's feet resting on Talia. Shortly after two ambulances arrive, one rushing to us and another rushing into the alley. I am absolutely furious they are trying to save that assholes life but I have no time to think about him, I need all my focus on her.
The EMT'S lift her out of my arms, placing her onto a stretcher and rushing her back towards the ambulance, us three trailing behind.
We all hop into the back of the ambulance, Talia sitting on the floor because all three of us wanted- no, needed to come.
that motherfucker better pray she's alright because if she's not, he will be leaving in a hearse instead of a ambulance next time.
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